Guilty Records

Behind him is like a drunk man reciting poems, and every sentence is like a judgment? The sickle is on Tang Zhibai's body? Tang Zhibai's ears are rumbling, and he can't hear it anymore? Any words, hold on? Move your feet out? The private room , staggering? Turned and went downstairs.

He knows that some things sound reasonable?, But he is an outsider from the beginning to the end, he just wants to follow the development of the times? Intervene, why?, Why should he be forced by these people?, Participate in these bloody and cruel things? ?

Pretending to ignore Evan's request, he also felt a little sad in his heart, because he knew that this refusal could be considered as a way of life for many people.

But he can't? There's no other way...

The people coming and going in the club are still the same, the beauties raise their glasses and smile quietly when they are happy, and in the hot and ambiguous bar, everyone releases their wanton nature like drunk oxygen, as if this is a paradise on earth.But just a few steps away? On the street? There are ragged people? Homeless beggars, devastated outside the door? Maybe many of the perpetrators are hiding here, maybe, they are still laughing?LOL How much wealth has been exploited because of the war this year?How despicable is it to laugh at human life?

The bodyguard who had been stationed there all the time, seeing that he was not in the right state, hurried up to him and asked nervously, "Sir?"

He waved his hand to indicate that he was fine, but he walked to the gate?...

The terrible situation here made his face completely pale. Tang Zhibai's quiet face was completely broken, his eyes were full of disbelief and horror, his head was choked up for a long time because of the confusion, and he asked in a daze, "Her, what? ??" This sentence seems extremely silly.

The security guard of the club was impatiently ordering some of his subordinates to wrap the corpses of the mother and the child in simple bags and discard them, cursing angrily while directing.

Seeing a guest asking a question, he froze for a moment, and immediately flattered him like a Sichuan opera changed his face, "Here's a dead person, sir, please go around? It's really... bad luck! Didn’t the baby in the house die? How long has it been? Even the dead body is hardened, and she has been covering it? Who can’t see? I don’t know if she deserved to steal the money just now, or if someone really rewarded her with a pound. A bunch of hooligans came up to loot her, and she was beaten to death. Those people stole the money, and the body was left here...I'm sorry for affecting you..."

Before the man finished speaking, a nauseating feeling surged in Tang Zhibai's stomach. The pictures and words caused physical, psychological, and double discomfort.

As if his lungs were about to be vomited out by him? Here comes...

After the incident, the bodyguard naturally knew that the money was given by the husband? Mr. Tang is kind-hearted, and he was afraid that he would blame himself for being affected this time. He supported Tang Zhibai and gave the security guard a warning look.The security guard was taken aback, kicking and yelling in a hurry? Those people, hurry up and deal with the corpse?!

Even if he bent down and couldn't see, the mother's naked, bluish-white skin, the broken rags wrapped around her body, and the rough arms that tightly held the baby when she was dead...All kinds of images were always entangled in his mind. , Another feeling of vomiting? Feeling welling up...

Evan? Si walked out the door, sneered, and put the hat on his head. It was completely different from before. At this moment, he returned to the chic and indifferent Sheriff Evan? Si who didn't care about anything.

Looking at the miserable situation on the ground, he sighed, "In this world, isn't it blatant to give a pound to a homeless man? Murder her life? Little wild cat, if you are really kind, you might as well hand her the gun directly. Putting her right in the head? A shot would be a real hit."

This person obviously meant something. He knew that Mr. Tang was blaming himself at this moment, but he still didn't know what to do? The bodyguard glared nonsense in front of him, "Little policeman, what nonsense are you talking about?" Gun, clean up this swagger? Cops.

Evan Si hurriedly raised his hand, expressing that he could not afford to be provoked!

He put his hands in the pockets of his coat, and before he left, he looked at the wall pitifully and leaned on the wall, retching all the time. Tang Zhibai said meaningfully, "Saving people is worse than saving society. Think about it, I hope we are destined We can still meet... No, we will definitely be destined."

Tang Zhibai was not in a good condition, he stumbled into the car, not daring to look at the corpse again, curled up on the back seat, and said dumbly, "Call Al and say that I can't come because I have something to delay today, another day Besides, go home."

The bodyguard looked worriedly through the rearview mirror and saw that his face was not good, so he could only drive back.

Back home, Louis had already arrived home and was reading the newspaper in the study at the moment. Louis is a sensitive person. Tang Zhibai knew that he was not in a good state, so he went to Ximo's room to look after the children first.At this moment, little Ximo had already woken up in the evening, crying and wanting to eat supper, so the maid mixed milk with rice cereal and fed the child little by little with a wooden spoon.

Xiao Ximo knew people very well, especially when he was close to Tang Zhibai. When he saw him coming in, his eyes lit up!

Immediately discarded the toy wooden horse in his hand, awkwardly crawled to his feet, waving his fat limbs, raised his head and yelled indistinctly, motioning for his father to hug him!

Tang Zhibai's heart softened, he took off his cold coat, and picked him up from the carpet.

The baby's body temperature is very high. Holding this cute and cute baby, most of the discomfort and nausea just now have been reduced. Tang Zhibai buried his face on Xiao Ximo's neck, and his breath was full of him. Tang Zhibai's mood has slowed down quite a bit, Xiao Ximo may feel it? Dad is in a bad mood, and he leans obediently in his arms, opens his big curious eyes and touches his hair with his hand, as if a little adult is comforting him Like?.

"At home today, are you good?" Tang Zhibai asked softly.

Little Ximo murmured loudly, as if excitedly responding to his words, but no one could understand his own language.

The maid was amused by his eccentric appearance, "Young master is very good. I looked for you everywhere after waking up today, and then played with toys by myself when I couldn't find you."

Speaking of it, the older Xiao Ximo was, the less he liked to cry. After he could crawl, he never cried again, especially every time he bumped into him by accident, even if he got bruised, he never moaned. ?Strong character.Tang Zhibai teased him. He played for a while, and seeing Xiao Ximo yawn, he gently put him on the ground.

This children's bedroom is covered with soft carpets, and the corners are full of toys belonging to Ximo. Even the dangerous areas such as the sharp corners of the tables and chairs are wrapped up with soft cloth by Tang Zhibai.

As soon as little Ximo was placed on the ground, he realized that he was going to leave!Waking up from sleepiness, he immediately hugged Tang Zhibai's thigh with his little hands and feet, staring at his round eyes that were moist and innocent...

Tang Zhibai originally wanted to hide what happened today from Louis, but he didn't know it. At the same time, the bodyguard had already reported everything to Louis in detail in the study.

Under the starry night, Louis was sitting on the balcony of the study under the light, reading the newspaper. The dim light made the man's angular silhouette look colder. He responded with a "hmm.", and stopped talking, and no one knew what he was thinking?

As soon as the wind blew past, Neil Patrick couldn't help shivering. He rubbed his shoulders. The bodyguard had already seen this threat to Mr. Tang? The fancy police chief didn't like it, and suggested, "Mr. Anjou, he So? How about disregarding the rules and maliciously intruding...?"

"Are you a pig's brain?" Neil glared at him and thought for a while, "After all, they know each other, so? The recklessness may scare Mr. Tang, and Mr. Lin Xiaoyin's matter... I'm afraid it's a big deal Strike, I’m afraid I need to think about these things carefully before making any plans.”

Louis didn't answer, listen? The two argued? After shaking the newspaper for a long time, he responded lightly: "I? Got it. Keep an eye on Evans? Behavior, and don't worry about the rest."

"Yes." The two looked at each other and replied.

At this moment, Tang Zhibai held Xiao Ximo and walked up to the balcony. Seeing that Louis was still busy, he wanted to turn around and leave first. Neil and the two of them looked at each other, bowed quickly to Louis, and said, "Your orders ? Things have been settled, but some things are more difficult and need to wait for an opportunity, then... today I? I will leave sir first."

Louis nodded, "Good night."

When Neil left, he greeted Tang Zhibai in a friendly manner. Tang Zhibai smiled slightly, nodded at him, and said politely, "Mr. Patrick, good night." Although he didn't know anything about Louis' work, But after what happened last time, he was very grateful to Neil Patrick. After all, if Neil's brother hadn't arrived in time, both himself and Simo would have died.

The night breeze was slightly cool, but Louis had a strong physique and was not afraid of the cold. Sitting alone on the balcony in thin clothes, reading the newspaper, there was a unique beauty under the bright stars.Tang Zhibai approached slowly, and sat beside him like this, the hanging chair swaying slightly.

"Are you back?" Louis raised his eyebrows and looked at him, then put down the newspaper and took him into his arms. The rich black color between his lowered eyebrows and eyes seemed more mysterious than the stars in the sky. If he was not careful, he would be caught ? Eyes sucked into the abyss.Tang Zhibai didn't answer, but leaned quietly on his shoulder, enjoying the tranquility at this moment.

It can be said that by Louis' side, he is at ease? He can abandon all worries and worries.

It's just a pair of small hands, groping around restlessly in his bosom, green eyes full of curiosity looking at?, looking at? this cold? father.Louis glanced at him and said coldly, "What? Bring him up? Here?"

Tang Zhibai put Xiao Ximo in his arms completely, "You are also the child's father, how many times have you hugged him when you grow up? You have never been gentle. Be careful, he will not know you as a father in the future."

Louis hugged the child indifferently, and his movements seemed to be more experienced than most people, but little Ximo was a little afraid of Louis, usually naughty and lively? The child, nestled in his arms at this moment, dared not move at all, with big eyes begging? Tang Zhibai wanted Are you crying or not? Tang Zhibai was amused.

He embraced Louis' arms and took a deep breath, filled with the smell of the fragrant flowers in the lawn.

He sighed softly, "When I escaped from the Norman Manor, I thought we would be arrested and imprisoned soon. I really didn't expect that there would be a free day to live. Louis, I really "Very contented and happy, I? With you, and little Ximo, if the whole family lives happily like this forever? How nice would it be?"

Louis looked at the distant mountains and forests with his eyes, and said in a low voice, "It will always be."

He paused for a moment, and then said, "Bai, you can do it if you think about it." Therefore, those annoying ants can't interfere, and neither can Lin Xiaoyin.

Leaning on him? Tang Zhibai didn't understand what it meant, thinking it was just Louis's? Tender words of love, happy? Smiling?...

In the middle of the night, the dew was heavy and the breeze was getting cooler. Little Ximo was drowsy in Lu Yi's arms. Tang Zhibai was worried that he would catch the cold, so they got up and went back to the bedroom. There was no small bed in his and Lu Yi's room. , put on pajamas, and wanted to call the maid to come in and take the child back to sleep.

But even though Ximo couldn't open his eyelids, he still hugged Tang Zhibai stubbornly and didn't let go, humming all the time.

Tang Zhibai felt sorry for the child, and he couldn't refuse being so coquettish. He also looked at him pleadingly? Louis...

Louis looked cold, "I? What did you say??"